ʬʬ 𝖯𝖧𝖮𝖤-𝖭𝗅𝖷
ماه خیلی برام سوالِ که اگه روزی کسی ازم بپرسِ که تا به حال تونستی زندگی بکنی من قرارِ که چه جوابی به
ماه هرجا آدمها کمترن، ستاره ها بیشترن. دیشب ستارههای بیشتری دیدم.
i think my feelings are always too huge for me. even when there's none, i still get crushed by a great amount of nothings, maybe i always skip 'liking' someone and go straight to loving them when i am to feel it. and when i love, i don't feel butterflies, i feel dropping anchors hitting the bottom of me.
whenever i try to be hefty enough to stop floating around, i get too heavy and crush the floor and go down. when i inhale, the oxygen burns holes in my lungs, and when i exhale, i go out of breath.